Chapter 707 (1/2)

The night is like ink, and the cold wind howls.

On the north wind plateau, someone in a small town sobbed in the new wind. At one moment, the window was pushed open with a ”bang”.

The child on the bed was awakened, rubbed his eyes, and saw several white snowflakes involved in the wind, beautiful under the bright starlight tonight.

He didn't feel cold and grinned: ”it's snowing, dad and mom, look, it's snowing...”

Cheerful laughter floated in the night sky, with children unaware of the childishness of sadness. Unconsciously, the night was as bright as the day.

What a heavy snow!

One night the world is white!

When the innocent children were still red and cheering, in the small town and the wilderness, many adventurers and bounty hunters had smelled the danger and were ready to leave.

It was because of this move that the town, which was still bustling the day before, suddenly became a little cold.

Today, before the market opened, many businessmen were already busy sorting out their goods and preparing to leave before the snow closed.

In the corner of the town, the residence of Beifeng college, under the corridor, the old Dean stayed awake all night.

Soon, an old steward who stayed here all year round hurried over.

But before he could speak, the old Dean said, ”little plum, do you think the snow this year came too early?”

It's embarrassing to be called a little plum by people in their 70s and 80s.

But it was the old dean who spoke, and the old steward had no complaints.

After pressing down what he was going to say, he said respectfully with a smile: ”it's not a little earlier, it's a lot earlier.

The young man in his twenties stationed here. He hasn't left for more than 50 years. He has never seen the snow fall so early. ”

After a pause, he frowned and said: ”moreover, the wind this year is surprisingly cold. When he came over, he found that only one night later, the small cold cypress that has been raised for decades has completely lost its vitality...”

I didn't say more and didn't know what to say.

The old Dean didn't respond, as if he were asleep. He didn't make a sound for a long time.

Only when the old steward couldn't help it, he opened his eyes and said with a smile, ”it's so cold that the old man can't sleep.

Well, send someone to pass it. It's snowy. For safety's sake, the experience ends early. ”

Then he sighed: ”I don't know what happened. I always feel that something big will happen...”

The voice was faint and faded away.

The old housekeeper didn't know how to answer, so he had to step down first and come back again after the arrangement.

”Sir, just now there is news that a large number of temple elites have entered the depths of the north wind plateau.

Visually, it should be the person of the winter snow temple, and the direction should be the extremely cold wind abyss. ”

The old housekeeper said what he hadn't had time to say before.

”Winter snow temple?”

”Extremely cold wind abyss?”

The old Dean smiled and murmured, ”it seems that he is really dead. The God of the north wind is going to change!”

In a word, the old housekeeper was scared to death and got goose bumps all over.

In the world where theocracy is supreme, this is too treacherous. Don't say that announcing it to your mouth is also a heinous sin.

It seemed that he also realized that it was inappropriate to say so. The old Dean didn't say more, but smiled and said, ”don't tell the old man about this kind of thing in the future.

At this age, I didn't have a few years to live. I can't afford to mix this kind of thing, I can't afford to mix it... ”

Ho ho smiled, said not to get involved, and decided not to even say.

He asked again, ”is there any news from the King City?”